âI hope there are days when your coffee tastes like magic, your playlist makes you dance, strangers make you smile, and the night sky touches your soul. I hope there are days when you fall in love with being alive.â
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@redbowsandrainbows
âI hope there are days when your coffee tastes like magic, your playlist makes you dance, strangers make you smile, and the night sky touches your soul. I hope there are days when you fall in love with being alive.â
â Brooke Hampton
Funny how two little red lines turn into two little feet and becomes your own little world. https://www.instagram.com/p/B1iFkSzJ4nmDZrRjVp6sgegfKc6wZB8NQVc0BQ0/?igshid=197d3x6z0nqcl
âDoubt thou the stars are fire,
Doubt that the sun doth move,
Doubt truth to be a liar,
But never doubt I loveâ
I used to always say this to the person I thought was my greatest love.
Til love failed me then and again.
So hereâs to my son. The boy I will ever love.
Its a boy! đ¶đ»
âTo be left alone is the most precious thing one can ask of the modern world.â
â Anthony Burgess
Love Doesnât Only Look Like You / Love stands outside of our comfort zones, it lies within the unfamiliar. It is larger than us, a teacher among us and we are only children. Love is an invitation to break the walls and limitations, it doesnât take pride in itself. Love is so complex, it doesnât make sense. Love is not a status, a political party or a color. Rather, Love is in the hurt and the rejected and the afraid. It is challenging and invites us to change our minds. It asks us to put down the mirror we hold, to look around, and believe âI am not better than youâ.
âMiss someone until they come back, or until you come back, until their absence in your life becomes something to be avoided at all costs. Miss them until you donât have to anymore, until youâre reunited in your favorite booth in your favorite restaurant ordering your favorite meal, miss them until it feels like you never left. Or miss them until you canât anymore, until the things you miss are identified and cataloged as things and not a person, until you figure out that easy company and long talks and unblinking, all-knowing eye contact will find you again the way they found you the first time. Miss someone until you donât.â
â Stephanie Georgopulus, How To Miss Someone (via books-n-quotes)
I look around and see so much fear, people getting more and more comfortable with their hate, more at ease being mean, more united in their separation. And I think, NO. Not me. I will not get lost in this fearful world. I will not play with bullies. I will continue to be brave and kind. I will speak for real unity. And no matter what, I will never stop loving.
Scott Stabile
âOnce upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering.â
â Nicole Krauss, The History of Love
âI was made of a storm, only you could bring me home.â
â Emma Ruth Rundle, from Marked for Death (2016);Â âFurious Angel,â
Rainy days make me miss you even more. Fun times, snuggles over movies and you taking photos like this. đ Miss you miss you miss you đ
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